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Loona's voice was a growl, her asshole clenching like a vice around his cock, still buried balls-deep inside her. His hips jerked uselessly—oversensitive, raw—but she pinned him down, her claws sinking into his waist as she rolled her hips in slow, sadistic circles. The squelch of cum-slicked flesh was obscene, her walls rippling around him, milking another weak throb from his spent shaft. "Gonna keep you plugged in me 'til I'm dripping, pup." His cock twitched, protesting but still obedient, still leaking a thin, pearly strand as she ground down.

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You must read, so you'll know what we know. Loving books as she did, Madeleine had soon forgotten her disappointment. The private library was a wondrous hoard of knowledge, and as arousing in its way as the long, shared hours of yesterday. Each book was a classic of pornography. As she read — and read and read and read - Madeleine soon grew both learned and fevered. Every picture seemed to remind her of the touch of Delrina’s lips, or the way Laurelina’s fingertips could seek out, and find, the most discreet and receptive of pleasure-nodes, then tantalise them to the very edge of madness. Every line or paragraph of uncensored prose seemed to conjure up the taste of Nadia’s sweat.

For a mature audience only! This book contains explicit content with violence, murder, torture, psycological abuse, depression, suicide attempt, rape, noncunsensual and forced sex. This is a fictional story and my opinion is that any form of nonconsensual and forced sex is considered rape, unless it has been consented in advance. I don’t believe it is right for any man or woman to abuse another person, like Alessio does, in a relationship or outside one.

My hand slid down his chest slowly, feeling the hard muscle beneath his shirt, before boldly palming the growing bulge in his pants. Nate sucked in a sharp breath. “I’ve read your books, Nate,” I whispered, my voice husky and desperate as I stroked him through the fabric. “I know you write about girls who beg to be taken. Who want to be used. Fucked. Ruined…. raped!! I read that chapter so many times I lost count… the one where the man takes her even when she pretends to fight. You can’t lie and say you don’t know some girls crave that.”

My breath was coming in short, ragged gasps. I pulled out my phone, my fingers flying across the screen with a practiced, shameful familiarity. I opened a hidden browser tab, searching for something raw, something heavy with explicit, overwhelming desire, scenes of women being held tightly, consumed, and devoured by men who couldn't keep their hands off them. The audio filled the quiet guest room. The heavy breathing, the friction of skin against skin, the low moans of a woman being thoroughly wanted. Closing my eyes, I arched my back against the mattress and slid my hand down past the waistband of my underwear. My fingers were shaking, but as soon as I touched myself, a soft, pathetic sob e

My AirPods were blasting dark, sensual music as I read one of my dirtiest books. I couldn’t stay quiet. “Fuck…” I moaned loudly, back arching off the bed. “Oh my god, yes…” Two of my fingers slid inside me as I kept rubbing my swollen clit with my other hand. “Mmm… please… fuck me harder,” I whimpered reading out what the female lead said in the book, eyes fluttering shut. My hips were grinding against my hand desperately. “Yes… just like that… I’m such a dirty little slut…”

Fuck that feels good. Naudia’s soft moans invade my mind, and I think about what it would feel like to have her moaning under me as I thrust my dick into her warm, tight little pussy. “Fuck.” I groan as I stroke my dick faster. Naudia moan’s my name and I groan loud. I want her so fucking bad. Her young tight little body, pressed against mine, begging me to fuck her. That innocent look she gave me as she rubbed her little pussy against my hard dick. I stroke even faster. I wonder what she would sound like if I made her scream my name as she came on my dick.

I lay there twitching, spread-eagle, collared, destroyed, covered in sweat and semen. But they weren’t done. A new toy; a thick dildo; was shoved into my overflowing pussy while they made me clean their cocks with my tongue. The vibrator returned to my clit on the highest setting. “Another one,” they ordered. “Cum like the disgusting slut you are.” I screamed around the cocks in my mouth as another shattering orgasm ripped through me. My body convulsed violently against the restraints, squirting around the toy, tears streaming. As I lay there panting, covered in filth, the leash still tight in someone’s hand, I heard the calm, professional voice of the man from the phone:

⚠️ MATURE AUDIENCE ADVISORY This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and themes intended for mature readers only. By proceeding, you acknowledge that you are 18 years of age or older. Reader discretion is strongly advised. *********** Unlock the door to your darkest fantasies and prepare to lose control. Illicit Affair is an erotic journey where the rules don't apply and inhibition is left at the threshold. From stolen glances in crowded rooms to the slow, agonizing burn of secret encounters, these stories are crafted to push every boundary and satisfy your deepest, most primal cravings.